[Fucking hard and fast is wonderful. The madness they let themselves fall into is wonderful. Often their mutual hunger, raw and primal, is served best by honoring its brutal and explosive ways. When they have less time or less patience, he loves to destroy Jesper and be destroyed by him in turn. Tear into each other like wild beasts. It's unreal how well matched they are in that regard. How perfectly they can play off each others urges, wants and needs.
That's why Kell keeps coming back to Jesper like he's never done to anyone else. Most of his previous flings were short affairs, shallow and instrumental. He might have wanted to bang the other person. He might have felt genuine attraction. At times, even not only purely physical. At times, even completely sober. Not a single one could compare. Most he largely forgot. As few as they were. He definitely hadn't fantasized, in the slow hours of the day, about getting railed withing the inch of his life by any of them. Men or women, doesn't matter. Not even about fucking them into the ground. It's Jesper who has uncovered this side of him.
And Jesper who gets to reap the benefits of finding out that Kell loves when he fucks him long and deep and thorough. Completely overwhelm him, flood all his senses. Like he's a sandy cliff slowly devoured by the sea. Jesper is the sea, moving in and out of him fast and deep only to slow down when Kell can all but taste the release coming. Kell hooks his legs around him, ankles crossed, pushing his hips upward. All to get Jesper to hit him at a better angle, to pull him deeper, to keep him in longer. He slows his breath intentionally, matching it to the rhythm of Jesper's thrusts. Long inhale in his way in, exhale when he pulls out.
Kell might want to drag it ever slightly longer, but even Antari stamina has limits. He's already shaking, euphoric and lightheaded, muscles trembling from the strain, when Jesper kisses him sweetly on the cheek. Then gives Kell just what he asked for, he takes his breath away. Wave after wave of bone-deep, blinding ecstasy, floodgates open, it just keeps going. It's that last thrust when Jesper's comes inside of him, finally pushes Kell over the edge too. It goes and goes, almost without an end.
But an end comes leaving Kell weak and drained. Even breathing feels like too much of a challenge. The world slowly coming into focus. Kell suddenly feels very aware of Jesper's weight on his, warm and comforting. Crumpled sheets under his bare back. Solid support of the mattress. A pile of his own clothes at the edge of his vision. Throbbing of his muscles still stretched around Jesper's now limp cock. Kell moans. He feels too weak to breath, to lift a single finger, and yet he has to swallow hard when he becomes aware of how Jesper still fills him. And how he'd like to fill him in turn now. How he'd like to throw him on bed and fuck him senseless. Pity he has no strength left to do it. It would have been so wonderful.]
Saints, it was incredible.
[He has enough strength to ramble.]
I love you, Jesper. You're always so good for me.
[As he slowly comes back to his senses, Kell realizes one small detail that escaped his notice before. He laughs. This is extra even for them.]
I'm afraid we might get asked to pay extra for the noise. Look. [He starts kissing Jesper wherever he can reach without moving too much.] You fucked me so well, we moved the whole bed. [He chuckles.] At least the windows are intact. [Unlike with some other people.] I love you. I love you so much.
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That's why Kell keeps coming back to Jesper like he's never done to anyone else. Most of his previous flings were short affairs, shallow and instrumental. He might have wanted to bang the other person. He might have felt genuine attraction. At times, even not only purely physical. At times, even completely sober. Not a single one could compare. Most he largely forgot. As few as they were. He definitely hadn't fantasized, in the slow hours of the day, about getting railed withing the inch of his life by any of them. Men or women, doesn't matter. Not even about fucking them into the ground. It's Jesper who has uncovered this side of him.
And Jesper who gets to reap the benefits of finding out that Kell loves when he fucks him long and deep and thorough. Completely overwhelm him, flood all his senses. Like he's a sandy cliff slowly devoured by the sea. Jesper is the sea, moving in and out of him fast and deep only to slow down when Kell can all but taste the release coming. Kell hooks his legs around him, ankles crossed, pushing his hips upward. All to get Jesper to hit him at a better angle, to pull him deeper, to keep him in longer. He slows his breath intentionally, matching it to the rhythm of Jesper's thrusts. Long inhale in his way in, exhale when he pulls out.
Kell might want to drag it ever slightly longer, but even Antari stamina has limits. He's already shaking, euphoric and lightheaded, muscles trembling from the strain, when Jesper kisses him sweetly on the cheek. Then gives Kell just what he asked for, he takes his breath away. Wave after wave of bone-deep, blinding ecstasy, floodgates open, it just keeps going. It's that last thrust when Jesper's comes inside of him, finally pushes Kell over the edge too. It goes and goes, almost without an end.
But an end comes leaving Kell weak and drained. Even breathing feels like too much of a challenge. The world slowly coming into focus. Kell suddenly feels very aware of Jesper's weight on his, warm and comforting. Crumpled sheets under his bare back. Solid support of the mattress. A pile of his own clothes at the edge of his vision. Throbbing of his muscles still stretched around Jesper's now limp cock. Kell moans. He feels too weak to breath, to lift a single finger, and yet he has to swallow hard when he becomes aware of how Jesper still fills him. And how he'd like to fill him in turn now. How he'd like to throw him on bed and fuck him senseless. Pity he has no strength left to do it. It would have been so wonderful.]
Saints, it was incredible.
[He has enough strength to ramble.]
I love you, Jesper. You're always so good for me.
[As he slowly comes back to his senses, Kell realizes one small detail that escaped his notice before. He laughs. This is extra even for them.]
I'm afraid we might get asked to pay extra for the noise. Look. [He starts kissing Jesper wherever he can reach without moving too much.] You fucked me so well, we moved the whole bed. [He chuckles.] At least the windows are intact. [Unlike with some other people.] I love you. I love you so much.